Stark (
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fandomtownies2022-06-26 11:37 am
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Chilly Boulder, Sunday Afternoon
It was warm today and Stark was feeling somewhat restless. He'd gotten coffee after the radio and then walked around the island for a while before ending up at the ice cream shop. It seemed like a good day for ice cream. The sign out front advertising new summer flavors certainly helped his decision.
He spent longer than was strictly necessary looking over the flavors, sampling a few he didn't recognize, before ordering himself a sundae with extra whipped cream and both hot fudge and peanut butter sauce and taking it to a table near the window so he could watch anything that might be happening outside.
[It's hot here too. Gross. Open for any ice cream or glowy alien needs you might have!]
He spent longer than was strictly necessary looking over the flavors, sampling a few he didn't recognize, before ordering himself a sundae with extra whipped cream and both hot fudge and peanut butter sauce and taking it to a table near the window so he could watch anything that might be happening outside.
[It's hot here too. Gross. Open for any ice cream or glowy alien needs you might have!]

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A question for ages, truly, and if she knew the answer, Amaya was definitely not giving it. But, whatever it may be, she still got a chocolate cone out of the deal, giving Stark a nod as she got that all squared away.
"Stark," she added by way of greeting. "How's the day treating you?"
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So far. You never knew what might happen to ruin things.
"And yourself?"
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"Would you like to sit?"
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And then she seemed to consider the question and the chair that would be required in the acceptance for a moment before carefully hedging her answer. "Noooo," she decided, "I think I'm good, but thanks for the offer, Stark. Not planning on sticking around too long. Just long enough..." For it to count, "to forget how hot the forge is for a moment before heading back. Still a lot of work to do, but this," she lifted her cone, "won't make it long past the front door."
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"I'm planning on it," she said, "assuming the moose doesn't muck anything up, anyway. Another blacksmithing course, but this one focusing on armor this time. Haven't done an armor intensive yet."
Then her head tilted, as if that because particularly prescient, considering who she was talking to.
"You know," she ventured, "if you did enjoy the last one, you should consider hopping onto the next, too. Could really use the technique's we'll be going over to maybe fashion yourself a spare mask by your own hands."
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Including the one he'd only worn the once that was now buried in the back of a closet.
"Even if it wasn't wearable it would be fun to try, I think."
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"You still planning on doing your cupcakes?"
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"I did like making the knife. Very satisfying to have something I could hold in my hand and know I'd made it myself. Something that lasts." Baked goods were lovely but they disappeared quickly.
"I should be doing more cupcakes, yes. That's my plan, at least."
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"And, well," Amaya shrugged a little, "best laid plans around here...
"But that," she grinned faintly, "is exactly what I wanted you all to take away from the class. Well, other than the knife itself, of course, but that sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that comes from forging up something from nothing but a hunk of metal. Easily one of my favorite part about it."
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"It was satisfying. And I like keeping busy. Keeping my hands busy. It makes it easier to think, sometimes, or to not think if I need to. I should sign up again."
And make something else, and work on his arms.
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"You're certainly more than welcome to jump on again if you feel so inclined," Amaya assured him with a nod. "I'd love to have you in the shop again. Probably a better fit than me taking one of yours, but maybe I might need to take a stab at it. I'm usually pretty stuck in my ways, but I could probably stand to try something a little new every once in a while."
Then she snorted. "It's all ovens, anyway, it's just a matter of what you're putting in it!"
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Steven gave a nod of greeting when he saw Stark, not wanting to assume the other man would like an interruption.
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"Needed a break from the heat?"
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A little ice cream and air conditioning was one thing. Ice everywhere was another.
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"Sometimes it melts quickly." Sometimes there are snow monsters.
"It's pretty at first. I'd just rather be warm. And this is a good excuse for ice cream." Not that Stark ever needed excuses for sugary things.
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"How have you been?"
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Having mentioned that, Steven grew more thoughtful. "Could I - only I know you're sat by yourself, maybe want some quiet. Could tell me to bugger off if you'd like. But if not could I ask your opinion on something?"
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